Ultra: The copy challenge is very simple?

In the vast land of the Kingdom of Light that shines with the light of hope, in the training ground of the Ultra Guard, amidst the solemnity, Ciben suddenly burst into a hearty laughter, like a sudden ripple on a calm lake, attracting the attention of those around him.

Zoffy, the calm and dignified captain, frowned slightly, with a hint of confusion and curiosity in his eyes. He turned to Ciben and said in a gentle but unquestionable voice: "Ciben, what makes you so happy?"

Upon hearing this, Ciben curled up a mysterious smile. He waved his arm lightly, as if summoning something. Then, a ray of light flashed, and a huge holographic screen appeared out of thin air in front of everyone. The picture was clear and colorful, as if the scene of another world was pulled directly in front of them.

"Everyone, a wonderful show is about to begin. Moreover, it is a martial arts blockbuster that is full of classical charm and modern science fiction!"

There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in Ciben's words, as if he had foreseen the extraordinary scene that was about to take place.

"A martial arts film?" Zoffy and the Ultra Warriors around him looked at each other, curiosity and confusion in their eyes.

They looked in the direction indicated by Ciben, and saw the images on the screen switching rapidly, finally freezing on a distant and mysterious planet - Planet D60.

There, Regulus, the Ultraman Warrior with a slender figure and determined eyes, was slowly landing on a desolate and unknown land.

His arrival seemed to foreshadow some kind of fateful showdown that was about to take place.

At the same time, Diablo, the master of the Space Monster Fist known for his strength and arrogance, also stepped out from the shadows. His voice echoed across the empty planet like thunder: "Huh, Regulus, you are finally here. It seems that you did not disappoint me, even though you are late."

Hearing this, Regulus smiled awkwardly, but his eyes flashed with confidence and calmness: "I'm sorry, it was indeed a moment of negligence and I forgot the time. But as you know, the real protagonist always appears at the most critical moment in the most dazzling manner!"

Diablo's eyes were like sharp blades, carefully examining every inch of Regulus' skin.

He noticed that Regulus' arms, legs, chest and even back were all branded with the mysterious emblems of cosmic beasts. These emblems seemed to contain endless power and wisdom.

"Electric White Tiger Fist, Flame Red Dragon Fist, Strong Bull-Breaking Fist, Flying Crane Fist, Phantom Water Snake Fist, High-Speed ​​Frozen Leopard Fist... I see. You have been recognized by the Universe Beasts. This power should not be underestimated."

There was a hint of admiration in Diablo's tone, but then it turned into disdain, "However, even so, you are definitely no match for my Space Monster Fist! Although the Space Monster Fist is strong, my Space Monster Fist is truly invincible!"

"Leo, Astra, and Ultraman Zero, what an exciting combination! It seems that today's competition is not just a simple contest, but a feast full of variables and surprises!"

Ciben's words were full of great interest in the upcoming duel. His eyes moved among Regulus and the other three, as if he had already foreseen the exciting moments that were about to come.

At this moment, Regulus, Leo, Astra and Ultraman Zero, the four Ultra Warriors from different eras, are looking at Diablo in front of them with a look that is both solemn and full of fighting spirit.

Their eyes show both wariness of the unknown and a desire for challenges.

The Diablo in front of them was completely different from the arrogant opponent in their memory. Now, he had a pair of crescent-shaped devil horns on his head, emitting a heart-pounding chill, as if he was a terrifying being that had walked out of the abyss.

His skin was a deep dark gold color, a kind of toughness and strength that could only be possessed after countless times of tempering and honing.

The surface of his skin was still gleaming with a metallic luster, and every muscle seemed to be telling of the endless efforts and hardships he had made to achieve his current achievements.

What is even more eye-catching is that Diablo's body is covered with strange tattoos. Those tattoos seem to be vivid monster patterns, which not only show his profound attainments in practicing the Cosmic Monster Fist, but also are a symbol of his strength and identity.

These tattoos are interwoven on his muscular body to form a magnificent picture, which allows people to feel the terrifying power he possesses at a glance.

However, what made Regulus and the other three most uneasy was not the changes in Diablo's body, but the fact that he could not feel Diablo's aura at all.

As masters, they knew that in battle, sensing the enemy's aura was the key to judging their strength. However, Diablo seemed to blend in with the surroundings, without any aura leaking out, like a still lake, making it impossible to peek into its depth.

This state of being unable to sense momentum made Regulus and the other three feel unprecedented pressure.

They understood that a truly strong person could often hide his aura in battle and reach the state of "the invisible is better than the visible". And Diablo in front of them had obviously reached such a level.

"Even a weak monster like Pigmon will emit its own weak aura..."

Regulus whispered to himself. Although his voice was soft, it was full of awe for Diablo's strength and anticipation for the upcoming battle.

He knew that today's competition would be an unprecedented challenge and also a great opportunity for them to prove themselves and surpass themselves.

Leo's exclamation was like a thunder, exploding in everyone's ears, his eyes flashed with disbelief, as if he had just discovered an astonishing secret. He stared at Diablo, with a hint of shock in his tone: "Could it be that you have reached the realm of restrained aura?"

Astra and Regulus also changed their expressions when they heard this. They knew very well what this "restrained breath" meant. It was an extremely high level of combat that could prevent the enemy from accurately judging their strength, thus gaining the upper hand in the battle.

In contrast, Zero seemed a little confused. After all, he was young and didn't know much about these profound fighting techniques. He couldn't help but ask, "Restrained aura? What does this mean?"

Leo took a deep breath and explained patiently: "A true combat master can control his breath freely in battle. He can completely restrain his breath, as if blending into the surrounding environment, so that the enemy cannot judge their strength from their breath. The advantage of doing this is that it can make the enemy relax their vigilance, so as to give a fatal blow at the critical moment."

"It's not easy to achieve this. It takes countless battles and hard training to reach this level. Once achieved, it means that this person is already a true master. When fighting him, you can't be careless at all."

"Because, his seemingly ordinary attack may contain infinite power, enough to turn the tide of the battle in an instant."

Upon hearing this, Master Lei Ting nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes. He continued, "Leo is right. Diablo has reached the state of restrained aura. This means that in the next battle, Regulus, you must remain vigilant at all times and not let down your guard at all."

"Although Diablo may seem arrogant, he actually possesses extremely high combat wisdom and strength. You must go all out to meet his challenge."

However, before Master Lei Ting could finish his words, he was interrupted arrogantly by Diablo. He sneered and stared at Master Lei Ting with a sharp gaze: "Master Lei Ting, you should just be a spectator! Take a good look at how Regulus and the others, who you have high hopes for, and the Cosmic Beast Fist, are defeated by me!"

Diablo's words were full of provocation and confidence, as if he had foreseen the outcome of victory. And Regulus and the other three felt unprecedented pressure and challenge in this provocation.